I recently got engaged in April and my partner organised the most spectacular proposal weekend!

He arranged to meet me in Southbank, London on the premise of a business meeting (he’s also my business partner) on the Thursday for lunch. Southbank is where we went on our first date and it’s a place that’s very special to us.

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He then proposed completely unexpectedly by the river, and had organised a professional photographer to capture the moment, and then take engagement photos.

He had then arranged dinner at the OXO Tower restaurant where we were greeted with champagne.

Then walking back he asked me if I wanted to go into a pub to have a drink and process everything. Our two best friends were in there with champagne. They had gone into our flat and packed our weekend bags, and he took me to Nice for the weekend.

Jon

Proposing to Rhiannon was a military style operation.

I didn’t want to give too much away and as it was near to her birthday I decided to use that day to pop the question but also use that as an excuse to take her out for the day hoping to keep my motives secret as long as possible.

However, it was her 29th, so not exactly a milestone, so she may have twigged at this point.

Phase one was a visit to the London Eye. ‘Look at it,’ I said. ‘How romantic.’

Then we walked right past it, and into the London Aquarium… who doesn’t love fish?!

After an hour or so of looking at sharks and penguins it was time for phase two; The London Dungeon.

Now this makes sense as one of our first dates was in the Amsterdam dungeon so this was actually romantic too in a weird and morbid kind of way…

Then it was then time for the relaxing part of the day. Phase three; the hotel spa.

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I let Rhiannon grab a much needed massage to chill, as she obviously had been expecting something that hadn’t happened. Yet.

Then phase four… we got dolled up to head out for our early dinner when we walk past the London Eye again. Massive queue.

But I just suggest we have a look at how long the wait time is, and push to the front of the fast track queue and reveal our ticket for a private capsule at 5:30pm.

We get on, met by our hostess, who had champagne and chocolates waiting for us.

I’d timed it so that the sun would be setting just as we got to the top.

I then got down on one knee, and asked the question.

When she said yes we then realised she didn’t know what finger it went on, and the capsules either side of us were waving and cheering at us!